I Am Stuck In A Beta Test For 1000 Years

Chapter 13. Mia Had Done a Good Job!

Just as Char had predicted, Ortlinder was like an unsheathed sword, but she quickly lost her edge.

After a few exchanges, the situation fell into Orivande's control.

The elven officer was 50 years old this year. Although he was only a 16-year-old kid by elven standards, his combat experience far exceeded his age.

He did not know what Char was talking about, but he could tell at a glance that the human in front of him was not in good condition and had not yet adapted to the huge power. Therefore, he was able to control the rhythm of the battle with his experience.

The first breath of air that Ortlinde had gathered gradually dissipated. As her momentum weakened, she immediately interweaved a continuous sword light to drag her opponent into the mud.

Orivande might seem impulsive, even a little rude and straightforward, but in reality, his response was perfect.

After Andaheim joined the United Holy Kingdom, the two sides would exchange troops every year. The most elite Fury Guards of the elven court were divided into dozens of teams of different sizes and sent to the towns under the rule of the United Holy Kingdom. At the same time, the humans also sent their own troops to station in Andaheim.

In name, they were united to fight against the monsters, but everyone knew what the Church of Judgement was thinking behind the scenes.

Orivande was well aware of this, which was why he could only intimidate the church when they came looking for him. He didn't dare to cause a real conflict.

Moreover...

A seemingly weak human had rushed out with all the clergymen of Astan City. Either they were crazy or she was crazy-she was crazy, but to be able to make so many people go crazy with her was a symbol of status.

The United Holy Kingdom was already on guard against them. If they accidentally killed an important member of the church, would this become the fuse for the other party to start a war?

Maybe, maybe not, but in any case, this would be equivalent to pushing Andaheim to the end of the road.

Therefore, he didn't dare to take the risk.

However, from a personal point of view, he could not hand over Char. From the cold sweat on Felix's face, he could more or less understand that his uncle had been set up and had signed an incredible contract.

He did not dare to take the risk without knowing the contents of the contract.

Therefore, the best choice was to let the other party know the difficulty and retreat.

Clang! Clang!

Ortlinde was pushed back by the power of the elven officer's sword. She lost her balance and fell to the ground, looking extremely embarrassed.

The Elf did not chase after him, but stood there with his sword in hand.

However, the Elf's eyes had a +10 taunt effect, and the aggro was almost full. A ball of anger rose in the girl's heart. She stood up and prepared to use her ultimate skill. At this moment, a blue light flew from behind her and landed gently. It was like a basin of warm water, extinguishing her anger.

She even felt a little sleepy.

Ortlinde's body swayed and she lost her balance. Then, she fell backward and lay in a warm embrace.

It was very soft.

Mia had rushed over at some point and cast a [Pacifying Spell] on her, causing her to immediately fall into a daze.

She was already at her limit, and her mind was relaxed by the divine spell. Coupled with the sweet smell of milk and the soft embrace of the priestess, she fell asleep in an instant.

"I'm sorry for the trouble!" Mia said apologetically as she hugged Ortlinde.

Orivando knew when to stop. He nodded his head in a very graceful manner, sheathed his sword, and turned around.

Mia's gaze passed over the other party and sneaked a glance at the crowd. After looking for nothing, she could only leave in disappointment.

"Hey, she's looking for you."

​ "I know."

Char looked from afar, her eyes filled with happiness.

Evelyn originally wanted to tease him, but after seeing his expression, she lost interest.

'Hmph, the Priestess! So what if you have big breasts!'

The army finally set off, heading south.

When it was almost dark, they passed by a large river that cut through the wilderness.

This was the southern border of Astan City, where the team would set up camp tonight.

As soon as Char sat down, a pair of golden and red leather boots appeared in his field of vision.

He did not need to look up to know who it was.

"Let's talk about it, Char."

It was finally here.

Char patted her hand, telling her not to be nervous. Then, she followed Orivande out of the campsite.

The two of them came to the edge of a small gloomy forest. The terrain was slightly higher than the camp, and they could overlook the entire camp from here.

The night sky was bright, and Char was looking up at the sky with great focus. Orivande had wanted to speak a few times, but he felt awkward.

He should be the one asking me first, should he not?

He should not be terrified, right?

They should be grateful, should they not?

Could it be that he could accept it so calmly and naturally?

Despite having a wealth of combat experience, Orivande was not very good at socializing, especially with Mixed-blood Elves.

He knew what kind of attitude he should have toward Humans and Elves, but the other party just had to be a Half-elf.

"Don't you want to talk to me about something?" He finally asked.

Char turned around and looked at him for a long time before he slowly said two words.

"Thank you," Char said.

Then, he continued to look at the sky.

'Is that all?

That was all?

Orivande was stunned for a few seconds. He took a deep breath and said sternly, "I don't have the time to joke with you, Char. I only invited you here for one purpose. No matter what, please cancel any contract you signed with Felix."

"Just this?" Char asked.

"That's indeed the case."

Orivande was a little dumbfounded. After his subconscious reply, he carefully thought about his previous words for a few seconds. There was no possibility of him misunderstanding his words.

No, there was no chance.

The Elf looked at Char in confusion.

"The contract has been completed." Char shrugged. the original contract was simple. He would fight for two spots for me to get into the guards. Here, the contract was automatically completed the moment we put on this skin.

The officer was dumbfounded. He stood in place for a few seconds without coming back to his senses, and his hand subconsciously moved to the hilt of his sword.

"In other words..."

"In other words, you can hand me over during the day, but you showed me that the Elves' character is as strong as the lower body of a Diamond Giant. Not to mention the dragon's treasure, they're even comparable to the mercenaries of Blosoro."

Char complimented him seriously while keeping an eye on Orivande. He was worried that the officer would punch him in the face and drag him into the woods to hang him.

This place was perfect for killing and hiding corpses.

Orivande had never done this before, but the game was now full of oddities. Other than the fact that the objective options would not change, Char had to be careful when it came to subjective questions that involved the human mind.

Of course, he had also prepared a backup plan. If the other party dared to make a move, he would immediately attack.

The moment he opened his mouth, it would definitely shock the heavens and earth.

Orivande's expression changed several times, but Char's fearless eyes remained the same.

In the end, the young officer gave up.

"Char, right? It's an honor to meet you, sir."

Char heaved a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he could not help but smile bitterly. He gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand.

"It's a pleasure to meet you."

The pain he could foresee almost made him go out of tune.

[Your right hand has been attacked, and your bones are slightly fractured.]